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“Don’t try to rub the sting away. I prefer you hurting. I’m a sadist, that’s what I’ve been trying to explain to you. I’m not satisfied if you’re not in pain. Keep your hands at the small of your back.”
He came to stand in front of me, and used my hair to position me to his liking. He ripped opened a condom; a fruity scent filled my nostrils as he rolled the flavored rubber onto his massive cock. “Open your mouth,” he said.
I did, thinking there was no way he was going to fit inside it. He was just too big.
“No,open your mouth,” he scolded. “Like, to suck a fucking cock.”
He put his thumbs at the corners of my jaw and pressed my mouth open until it was gaping. Then he eased inside, depressing my tongue with his shaft. I gagged, trying to take him deeper, but he could only get so far.
“Calm down.” His voice was cool with an edge of menace. “Do what you can.”
He didn’t leave me much choice. He held my head as he thrust into my mouth, making me take more than I thought I could. Each time he pressed forward, I choked, and each time he pulled back, another tear spilled down my cheeks.
“Out of practice, or you’ve only sucked tiny cocks?” he taunted. “You wanted this, Alice, you asked for it. You say you want what I’m into? This is what I’m into. Choking you on my cock until you cry.”
I stared up at him.Yes, I want this. I still love you. You’re making me feel like the most sexual, wild creature in the world.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, pulling out. “Had enough?”
I shook my head, sucking up the drool that had collected on my chest. “I want you to hurt me. Fuck me again, hard.” I didn’t know where the words came from. Maybe I knew he wanted me to say them. My pussy was dripping from pain and fear, and being used for his pleasure. His force brought me more pleasure than any other lover had brought me. I didn’t know how that worked, it just did. “Please, please, Sir,” I said. Did that count as begging?
He crouched beside me and shoved me forward, holding my bound wrists so I couldn’t get away. I didn’t want to get away. I wanted him to hold me down and ravage me. “Don’t fucking move,” he said. “No, keep your mouth open, in case I want to fuck it again.”
While he spoke, he crossed to get a bottle of lube from the cabinet. When he returned, he moved it in front of my face. “Know what this is for, my stubborn masochist?” he asked.
Wow. Oh my God. No, you won’t get in.“Yes, Sir,” I managed to say aloud.
“Tell me. Say it out loud, Alice. What’s this for, in general usage?”
“Anal sex.” My throat closed up with nerves.
“Louder.”
“Anal sex,” I repeated.
“Assfucking,” he corrected me with a lurid tilt to his lips. “So, Alice, ask me to fuck your ass.”
“Please, Sir, please fuck my ass,” I said, although the idea of it terrified me. My cheeks were still sore from the strapping, and my sensitive nipples rubbed against the floor as he held my wrists behind my back.
“Do you really want me to?”
My gaze strayed from his eyes to his broad, bronze shoulders, then down his hard abs, and finally to his jutting cock. “I want what you want, Sir.”
He laughed. “Good answer.”
He positioned himself behind me, his cock sliding between my folds, then into my dripping pussy. I let out a breath I hadn’t known I was holding. He’d been testing me again, seeing if I’dreallydo anything.
But he fucked my pussy instead of my asshole, bringing the familiar stretch and pleasure, which was magnified by the fact that I couldn’t move my arms. I was his captive, his sex slave. His submissive. I understood why people loved this. There was something about giving all your power to another person, for their pleasure, so you could be used. My body responded to his dominance with an almost painful level of arousal. This was why I’d been drawn to him all those years, why my sex organs went into overdrive whenever he was around.
“Oh, yes, please,” I said, as my orgasm crept closer. The clamps, the strapping, the cuffs, all of it had led to this wild fucking. “I need more, please, Sir.”
Milo made a rough sound and pulled out of me. I arched my hips, wanting him back again, but then I heard thesnickof the lube’s cap. He groped between my ass cheeks, depositing slickness around my tiny hole. I clenched it shut as his finger pressed some of the lube inside. He answered this protective impulse with a chuckle.
“Don’t worry, naughty girl. This lube will let anything slide in there.”
He probed me again with his finger, driving it deep inside my ass, making me question my sanity.Lala. Say Lala, because it’s time for that safe word.My lips parted to say the word, but then he grasped my cuffs again, positioning himself behind me, and I felt trapped and horny, overcome with desire.Please, Sir, I want you to fuck my ass. Please, Sir, just don’t hurt me.
I repeated it in my mind as he parted my ass cheeks and pushed the head of his cock against my hole. I made a small, panicked sound as he started stretching me open with the tip.You’ll never fit. You’ll break me. I’ve never, ever done this before.He was breaching my hole, inch by inch, hurting me just as I’d asked to be hurt. “Oh God, oh God, oh God,” I whispered, pressing my face against the floor. He held me tightly, redoubling his hold on my cuffs.
